Wednesday, July 9, 2008 No More Lice

No More Lice
I walked past the candy store,
Wishing I had some money,
Seeing the colourful signs on the door,
Tempting my empty tummy.

Holding back my many tears,
I backed away from the shop,
Along came some of my peers,
Each sucking a lolly pop.

I turned away as they walked by,
Hiding my face from their eyes,
For I sure wasn't a pretty sight,
With a filthy face and hair with lice.

When I was sure that they were gone,
I ran and ran to a pond,
Seeing my reflection in the mirror,
I cried and prayed a silent prayer.

Suddenly, I heard a tapping sound,
It was a small woodpecker on the ground,
The bird looked up and surprisingly said,
"Oh gee, you're dressed just like a maid."

I was shocked to hear the little bird speak,
Especially one that looked so meek,
"You're a princess, my dear; a fine one at that,
You once helped us get rid of three cats."

Scratching my head in confusion,
I sat down and came to a conclusion,
"I'm dreaming," I said, convincing myself,
But suddenly I got poked by a tiny elf.

He squeaked and shouted with all his might,
"You're not dreaming! You're not, alright!"
I looked at the elf and had to believe him,
He was the smallest creature I'd ever seen.

I wasn't dreaming,
I wasn't,
This is all real,
I can live in a castle and eat a proper meal.

Oh, yippie! Oh, yay!
What a happy day,
I'm a princess, oh, yea!
And I'm here to stay.

From that day onwards,
I had a happy life,
And never again,
Did my hair have lice.
This was meant to be really lighthearted and might sound very ridiculous.

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